Brrrrrrrr.
Nov. 7th, 2007 09:43 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
constanceIt is unexpectedly cold tonight -- actually, it is unexpectedly freezing tonight. And I suppose some smartypantses who like tune in to weather reports and other recherche stuff like that might say that this freeze wasn't exactly unexpected at all, but I didn't hear anything about it until today when I sat at work shivering in my cotton trousers and lightweight sweater as the temperature dropped forty degrees.
And instead of spending the night writing, as I'd planned, I spent it dragging, carrying, or otherwise bullying my mother's 4000 or so outdoor plants to safety, and even though it's only a little before ten and in theory I'd have time to whip out a ficlet or two, the truth is that I'm cold and kind of cranky, and the world's most comfortable bed is stretched out twenty yards or so away from me, waiting to wrap me in its seductive (and incidentally warm) embrace. And who am I to resist?
The first cold night, too, is reminding me of my thermal dog. She never liked to cuddle, except on cold nights. She liked to be warm; she always found the warmest spot in the house and staked it out. I miss her badly, sometimes. It sneaks up on me like tonight's cold front. I am missing her tonight.
And instead of spending the night writing, as I'd planned, I spent it dragging, carrying, or otherwise bullying my mother's 4000 or so outdoor plants to safety, and even though it's only a little before ten and in theory I'd have time to whip out a ficlet or two, the truth is that I'm cold and kind of cranky, and the world's most comfortable bed is stretched out twenty yards or so away from me, waiting to wrap me in its seductive (and incidentally warm) embrace. And who am I to resist?
The first cold night, too, is reminding me of my thermal dog. She never liked to cuddle, except on cold nights. She liked to be warm; she always found the warmest spot in the house and staked it out. I miss her badly, sometimes. It sneaks up on me like tonight's cold front. I am missing her tonight.
